Hello everyone!

I am a Healer, and have been since 1996; however, right now I need support.





If anyone is here, can we please bring this community back to life? The reason it is here is really important for all of us!!!!!

I know you're busy and your life is on the fast track and I'm so incredibly proud of you for all of the accomplishments. I'll support you and love you just the way I have always and always will.

We've reached one of those places where you eventually you ask me "if you saw this then why didn't you tell me?"

You've pushed me away, I feel it. If I feel it then I know you must also. I wish you would tell me why? Have I done something wrong? I'm not really asking for much, I just want to hear your voice and talk like we use to and laugh.

Why is it so hard for you to give me 5 minutes of your time on the phone? Why don't you want to talk to me on the phone?

Do you want to see me again? If so when?

I understand and respect your wishes for my birthday and I'll stay away. I am hurt but I'm sure you know that. I'll get over it just like I always do. I love you. You are my family and I'm proud of that. I'm scared you're not and feel ashamed I am part of your family.

Your birthday has been over for 45 minutes but Happy Birthday and I wish I could wrap my arms around you to give you a hug. I miss your hugs.

Your present will be in the mail and I hope you'll like it.


I feel at a loss for the word I wish to say. so I'll just leave it like this.


Love always,

Me

Dear Parents,

I'm sorry I've never measured up to what you wanted me to be. I don't know where I went wrong, but I've tried for years to impress you. I'm starting to want to give up. I honestly don't know what else I can try. It's not easy coming after two older siblings who never put a foot wrong. Or growing up knowing that your parents were "going to have 4 kids, but decided to get a dog instead", after you came along. 

Can't you understand why I want to go halfway around the world for a break? It's not as though you mean to target me, I'm sure you honestly think that 'favouritism' doesn't exist in your family. But if you gave me half a chance or actually listened to what I was trying to say, maybe you would understand how it feels. 

I've tried to do the things that you wanted me to do:
I finished school and got good grades.
I went to University.
I graduated.
I haven't wasted your money.
I haven't gone out and smashed your car or damaged anything you own.
I don't throw wild parties in your house.
I don't scream or swear at you.

I'm trying to rise above all this crap I'm feeling, but it's always been here and it's so hard to get over. This 'chip on my shoulder' as you like to put it. No, I wouldn't expect you to understand where I got it from, because you seem to think that you've raised me and treated me just like the others. I'm an adult now, but I don't feel like one. I may be the youngest out of your three, but it doesn't give you the right to treat me as an afterthought, or react to anything I say with disdain or amusement. I am educated. I have common sense. I'm not stupid. I can learn. I have opinions too. Just because I'm the youngest, it doesn't mean they don't matter.

Things need to change.

- Me.

Dear Boyfriend,

Sorry for snooping in your Yahoo Message Archive. It's a girl thing...

Love,
Me





Dear girl I don't know (even though he obviously does),
Sorry for not telling him that you're getting married today. He's not going to be there. It's not that I'm angry at you, I'm not. I'm sure you're a fine girl, with fine skills to prepare you for marriage. I'm sure that you have no ill intention towards us, and you just want a friend to congradulate you. He will, too. He'll congradulate you tomarrow, and I know he can't suddenly go crazy and leave me to rush to profess his undying love to YOU, and halt the wedding all dramaticly. 
I'm paranoid like that you see. I don't doubt his love for me, but I know that he's been with every girl in his message list at least once in the past, and that makes me nervous. I hope you'll forgive me.

-Me. 

 Dear Lucky:

I'm sorry if this sounds weird, but I want to know if it's okay for me to add you, or talk to you, or something.  You see, you are everything that I should have been.  And it fascinates me that people like you still exist. 

You have everything I want in life.  You have been with your significant other for a very long time, all of it happy.  You've never had to feel the sting of jealousy with him.  To worry about his loyalty or wonder what he's doing.  You've never had him hit you.  You've never had him hate you, and you've never hated him. 

Now you're married and you're "not NOT trying" attempts at making a baby were successful in the very first month.  He was happy with you.  He didn't tell you to kill it.  Didn't tell you that he didn't want it.  And he won't make you go through this alone.

You have a perfect job.  Something that you're passionate about and something that you love doing.  You don't have to make ends meet by yourself, but I'm sure the job still pays you well.  

I hope this doesn't sound weird.  I'm sorry if it does.  But like I said... I'm completely baffled and fascinated at the fact that people like you still actually exist.  Happy people.  Good people.  Pure people.  I look up to you.  I want to know what that's like.  

I'd give anything to find it for myself.  I'd give anything to hear words of experience and comfort promising that years from now, I'll have the same thing.  I hope you know how truly lucky you are. 

Please appreciate every moment of this.  It's your life, and you have a good one.  Don't let it go.  Please just appreciate it. 

Warmest Regards,
Me

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